#There are kids who shouldn't be on tumblr that are 😭

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Me after finding the account that makes proshipper bullshit (not tagging them)

like girl ...😰

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stuck by the glue || Oscar Piastri smau

a/n: 1st ever tumblr post so the formating is weird and the album cover still says beabadoobe but whatever. hopefully it's good, tips are always welcome :) to be continued (maybe, possibly, probably)

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oscarpiastri P4 today! Thank you, Silverstone 🧡

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f1gossip Oscar Piastri spotted in NYC by fans. He is allegedly "just visiting" 👀

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oscarpiastri quick recharge before Hungary

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Something I don't understand is 18+ blogs that write about literal MINORS and say DNI if you’re a minor like sure I know people have boundaries but like....the minors you’re talking about are like 14-17 years old literal TEENS and you’re not talking about anything they don’t already know about. Don’t treat them like literal elementary schoolers just because they're underage. Tumblr doesn't even allow kids onto this platform😂 so the Minor DNI is invalid since everyone on here knows about sex and kinks and whatnot please get serious and be so fucking for real😒 ya’ll are like 20-39 with a job kids and HUSBAND maybe thirsting over literal TEENS let’s be serious aged up or not they're still underage and sex is a normal thing teens and adults do so why mustn't teens that are the characters age not read NSFW about said character??? And the interacting part like sure liking a post is interacting but also not really, since there is no save button maybe they wanna go back and reread the story, and if it bothers you so much to where you have to block said person to “save yourself” which also makes no sense then maybe you need to do something else because it shouldn't have you SEARCHING and LERKING on their page just for their ages. That’s weird. Please get a hobby other than imagining fucking a teenager while being a fucking ADULT

Edit Jul 23: what i mean by

“why mustn't teens that are the characters age not read NSFW about said character???” is if you are at your grown ass age writing sex scenes about underage kids the least you can do is just let the TEENAGERS who you ASSUME are too innocent for literal WORDS for whatever fucking reason read it cuz like i stated before, we all know how ts works what are you shielding them from? They’re fictional characters for fucks sake (if they aren’t....jail time for you babes im calling the COPS🤭) its not harming anyone that a minor read a smut story about another minor written by an ADULT WITH A FUCKIN MORTGAGE TO PAY AND KIDS TO BATHE okay thats all i wanted to add😭 see ya

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Me when Im boutta post something DOWN BAD abt Bucky on my TikTok but I suddenly remember my MOTHER has it 😭😭😭

Anyways hihi again tumblr, where’s the 2024 MCU fandom at?? I have nothing to offer but a shitty unfinished OC fic, but OMG I am having so much fun with my current fixation :3

Here you can have a taste of it :D it’s not like, shippy or anything (MC is a minor), but I had the idea for one of my ocs in the Marvel universe, and it spiraled into a MASSIVE thing and I could literally go on and on for hours abt them

It was… warm, when the Killer emerged from the facility, its beaten fists still dripping in the gore of its creators, senses wild and on edge. Rays of sun pierced its retinas, dappling through canopies of evergreen– a stark difference from the blaring fluorescence it once knew. Oddly, it didn’t mind. The Killer stumbled through the brightness, knowing so little of itself, its mind torn to shreds. One simple word guided its every step, one simple, unbreakable word seared through its skull with harsh command, Kill.

It wasn’t long before the Killer was approached by local authorities, days at most. It was a policeman who found it, saw the figure wandering the side of the forested roadway, coated in blood. He tried to help it, to offer it aid, until he saw its piercing golden eyes, knit with chilling malice, and realized the blood was not its own. The policeman fumbled for his radio in an attempt to call backup, but was instead met with Killer's bloodstained fists for the last time. Its mind surged with a sickening sweetness, a Pavlovian response for a job well done. It was unsure why, but the Killer paid the feeling no mind as it resumed its trek. By the time backup arrived, the Killer was gone.

It assumed SHIELD was alerted when backup found the body, as the agents in front of it now, blocking both sides of the roadway in a pair of black vans, were unmistakable.

“Hands where I can see them!” One agent shouted, stepping from a van, her gun expertly trained at its head.

Its entire body screamed for the agent's gore, and so, without hesitation, the Killer rushed for her, its cold glare unchanging. Suddenly, multiple different targets emerged from the two vans, firing at it. The Killer felt its own blood beginning to spill, but it didn’t particularly care if it lived or died, its mission was simple after all: Kill.

And so it did.

With a singular well placed punch to the nose, the Killer felt her skull concave with a crunch. Another went to get in melee, but his ribs were completely shattered with two quick jabs. It felt itself growing increasingly heavy, sluggish. A sensation that shouldn't have been possible, even given its malnourished state. Then it realized, suddenly, obviously. Tranquilizers, nearly enough to knock out a hippo. Its body swayed and tinged with the familiar numbing sting as it slammed to the ground, arm still wrapped around a third agent's near lifeless neck.

When the Killer awoke, it found itself bound to a containment unit, senses suddenly sharpening. Its eyes darted around, scanning the room— a warehouse, almost entirely empty, except for the three men in front of the cell that housed it. It tugged at the restraints, hard, and felt a concentrated spike of electricity pulse through its veins in response; it bit back a scream.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” the man on the far left warned, approaching the containment unit, “It's synced to your biometrics, and adapted to your pain tolerances, so for both of our sakes, comply.” Director Nickolas J. Fury, the Killer recognised— this was SHIELD.

The other two men shifted uncomfortably behind Fury. “They’re just a kid, is all of this really necessary Fury?” Steve Rogers, ‘Captain America’, stood in the center, regarding it almost pitifully. That made it want to rip the man’s throat out— it was no child, it had no need for his pity.

“That ‘kid’ just killed two top tier agents in under a minute, nearly a 3rd. So yes, Steve, I consider it perfectly necessary.” Fury sighed, shaking his head. “So what are you, a Super Soldier? Alien maybe? A—” he stopped, the Killer noticed his eyes flit for a moment to the third man, James Bucannon Barnes, ‘The Winter Soldier’.

Rogers stepped forward, breaking its intense stare at Nick Fury. “Let's start with a name. I'm Steve.”

The Killer said nothing, instead shifting its gaze to Barnes. His eyes were different— not hostile, or pitiful, but with a certain mirror to its own, watching back with the same passive glare.

“Name.” Fury snapped, like its handler. The Killer slammed its whole body forwards to Fury in response, teeth bared slightly. It only wanted to give Fury a good scare, but the man didn’t even flinch. Instaid, it felt another surge of energy pulse through its whole body, until it reluctantly jerked back into position.

The Killer considered its options for a moment, the demand still swirling through its mind, heightened with anger, and twinged with primal fear. “#2647302. Sir.” The Killer spat out at Fury, to his satisfaction. Steve looked with visible concern to James Barnes.

Barnes furrowed his brow grimly, as if it just confirmed one of his theories. “I thought I—” he muttered to himself, shifting his gaze away from the Killer for a moment.

“Shit.” Steve muttered.

“I guess I knew what I was talking about after all, ‘ey Barnes? You can see why I needed you and Steve specifically then.” Fury said, a slight smug grin creeping onto his face.

“They’re only a kid.” Steve repeated, mostly to himself. Barnes placed a hand on Steve’s shoulder.

“Kid.” Barnes started, his eyes scanning the Killer intently. Not like Steve’s, not with pity, or even visible distress, but the slight uncertain shake in his voice gave his true feelings away: concern. Still, it didn’t mind Barnes. The Killer knew well of his past, his similarities to itself. He understood it. “How long have you been wandering?”

It shrugged nonchalantly; it genuinely didn’t know the answer to his question, so it wasn’t even a lie. Fury and Steve stepped back, allowing Barnes to stand directly across from it.

“How did you get out? Is there anyone following you?” Barnes asked.

It thought for a long moment, before deciding to respond. None of them were going to let it out anyway; it didn’t have much to gain from disobedience other than more pain. “They’re dead.” it responded flatly, not mentioning that it was the cause, but it sensed Barnes knew.

Steve looked to Barnes with mild surprise, likely shocked due to the fact it was giving Barnes information so easily, but Barnes kept his focus on the Killer alone, and pressed on, “Hydra?”

The Killer thought for a moment, then shook its head. Ouranos, it was called. Not affiliated with Hydra’s ideals, but leeching off of its tech and resources all the same.

Barnes sighed, not quite relieved, but it sounded like a small weight was lifted from his chest. “Are you the only one?”

The Killer froze—five words. Suddenly, a flood of memories overwhelmed the killer, and it was back to that night.

Kat was curled on the small bed of their cell, enveloped in a warm rage, their face obscured by plumes of curly, shoulder-length, ginger hair. They heard the scientists approach their cell, and glared defiantly at them with piercing, golden eyes.

“Come.” one of the scientists commanded, their current ‘handler’. Kat just snarled back at him.

“Fuck you.” They spat out with confidence, but their actions betrayed them as they pressed their back into the corner wall, already anticipating punishment.

Two guards entered the cell from out of Kat’s view. “Let’s try this again.” the handler spoke, and Kat felt a sharp pain from the chip at the back of their neck, attacking their nerves directly, causing their body to seize stiff in agony, “Come.”

Where Kat once was, all that was left was a husk, a weapon devoid of will, only to obey orders. It followed the handler without thought or protest into the training room.

“Stay.” the handler said, and so it stayed. It watched as more guards and scientists brought a second figure to the opposite end of the room. Short brown hair framed his uncannily identical face, same golden eyes, but his wide with fear. It did not show his same weakness.

The speaker system crackled to life with the voice of its handler, “New mission: Kill.”

It froze. No. Something inside it shattered as it watched the other figure back into a corner. That was- That was their brother, their twin, No! He was always so much weaker than them. Fractured memories sparked to life of them defending him with all they had. This was wrong, they wouldn’t hurt him.

“N-no” Kat fought through their own mind, the control over them breaking. They dropped their fists in defiance and hung their head. They wouldn’t kill their brother, despite everything Kat had become, that was a line they would never— could never cross. “No.”

The handler simply chuckled lightly, sending a rush of overwhelming pain to Kat that sent them crashing to the floor, screaming out in agony. But it was futile. Their handler’s voice pierced the air once more. “Kill.”

“ –re they alright? What happened?” as it faded back into consciousness, it heard Steve Rogers, standing directly in front of its containment unit, same pity filled eyes, like he was looking at a helpless animal.

Fury sighed, and the Killer swore it could see a hint of worry knit between his brows. “Get them to a room; we can finish this later.” Both Steve and Barnes nodded in response.

“Yeah. Let's go, kid.” Barnes said, as he and Steve wheeled the containment unit into a small room. There was a bed with sheets sitting in the corner, a desk with paper and a pen, and two chairs, one pushed into the desk, and one placed nearby.

“Here, this is only for the time being. There's not much in this place in terms of comfort, but you can ask if you want something.” Steve disabled the containment unit, and the… Killer? stumbled out. It looked to Barnes and Steve for a moment, analyzing how best to take them out, before it's fists just… dropped. The commanding hostility overwhelming their mind just beginning to fizzle out. It cautiously inspected the room.

“No traps, no tricks. We only want to help.” Barnes said, his eyes placed firmly on it, not quite untrusting, but cautious. That was why it didn’t seem to mind Barnes; he understood what it was capable of, though he didn’t see it as a means to an end though, unlike Fury.

“....okay..” it nodded, as it hesitantly sat on the bed, back to the wall, ready to fight if necessary.

“You look like you haven’t eaten in weeks, do you have a preference?” Steve asked, food did seem like a good idea. It shook its head; it had no preference.

“You settle in then. I’ll be back in 15 with food.” Barnes said, and the two left.

And with that it was left alone. Not really alone, it wasn’t stupid; this place had cameras and bugs galore, something, someone, watching it constantly, and it was fine with that– that wasn’t new to it in the slightest.

It… It? What was it? No longer a Killer, at least not for now. It went against programming when it chose not to attack Steve and Barnes— did it really though? It stood no chance against either of them alone, let alone together— that wasn’t against programming, just tactical decision making. If it wanted to complete its task, it needed to comply. That was why it told Barnes the truth, why it didn’t fight the two of them, not because it had any care for the inefficient, mushy part of its brain. It was designed to follow orders, to obey protocol, so that’s what it was going to do, these would just be its, albeit unorthodox, handlers. It could survive here.

It was pacing around the room, lost in thought, when a bag hit the desk. It backed immediately, instinctively, into a wall. It didn’t see anyone come in, but there Barnes was, standing there by the desk, watching it. Had it been 15 minutes? A wave of grease and salt and meat hit its nose, and its stomach betrayed it, grumbling.

“Hey.” Barnes said as he pulled out a chair and sat, sliding the other across the room to it, food-smelling bag sat neatly on top. “Eat. Didn’t know what you wanted, figured McDonalds was as good a bet as any.”

It watched Barnes, examined him, then the chair. It prodded the bag lightly with a finger, before peering in. A cardstock container of french fries, and a wrapped cylinder of what it could only assume to be a burger. The smell made its mouth water, it looked back to Barnes in hesitation.

“Go on, not like it's poisoned. Here.” He grabbed the burger from his own bag and took a bite, watching it, like that proved anything. It was starving, though, and reasonably confident in its ability to handle poisons. It took a bite of its own burger, just one. It was greasy, the product of rampant consumerism in a fast world, but god, was it amazing. It scarfed the burger down quickly, the fries quickly following.

Barnes chuckled, “You really were hungry... Have this.” he held out a cup. It examined his every move, looking for tricks. Nothing. It slowly, tentatively stalked across the room to inspect it, before snatching the cup and backing away. It was cold, and smelled of sweet milk and chocolate. It took a small sip, a milkshake, sweet and rich and fantastic.

“I-” it started, trying to remember how best to string its words together, “Thanks…” It chugged the cold chocolaty drink without hesitation as its body eased, allowing its back to slide down the wall to sit, watching Barnes as a slight smile appeared across his face.

“Yeah. Don’t mention it kid.” he said, eating his own food.

It thought for a moment in silence, watching Barnes, analyzing him. “About-” it sucked in a quick breath, “About what you said earlier…” it shifted uncomfortably. It wasn’t meant to speak this much. It was to carry out orders, not to converse with its captors, not to thank them, and certainly not to give out classified information. If these were to be its handlers, however, it supposed it was fine— and so it carried on, “About the others… I- He’s-” it couldn’t go on, couldn’t push a note from its suddenly heavy chest, feeling dread deep in its stomach, “Gone.” it pushed through in a ragged voice, “He’s gone.”

Barnes gave an empathetic look. It didn’t have the energy to get mad at his pity, instead choosing to curl in a defensive ball, pulling its knees up to its chest. “Hey,” he dropped down to the floor, meeting it at eye level, “hey, hey, hey, don’t push yourself. Okay kid?”

The world got foggy around it, spinning, but it nodded.

It could tell he was new to this whole consoling thing. It didn’t suit his hardened eyes and passive mild grimace, but he tried anyway. “I have a… a friend. He might be able to help you. Not Steve, someone else. But-...” Barnes sighed, “But he helped me, he can help you too.” His piercing eyes never strayed from its, and it mirrored his stare, allowing him to pull it in like a lifeline. With the way he was looking at it though, its face must have looked less like the hardened stare it intended, and more like a deer in headlights. That’s what it felt like, at least.

The PA system flickered on with the sound of Fury’s voice, “Don’t bother. He’s already on the way.” It jumped slightly at the sudden noise. Something in Barnes visibly loosened, he relaxed in his spot slightly, now fully sitting on the floor, opposite to it.

The two sat in silence for a few long moments, it wasn’t sure how long. Barnes said nothing, but with his hands to accentuate, he began breathing deliberately. His perfectly even breath slowed, and it followed suit.

The PA system eventually flickered back on with the sound of Fury’s voice, it didn’t jump. “He’s here, Barnes. Get them in cuffs and escort them to interrogation room B.”

Barnes nodded, “Yeah.” He stood, and grabbed cuffs from outside of the room, and slowly, deliberately, walked to it. “You ready?” It nodded, and Barnes crouched down to put them on. It didn’t fight his touch, or the cuffs, its arms going limp in his hands as he put them on and helped it to its feet. “lets go” he said, his voice softer than before. It followed as Barnes led him down corridors, to a discreet interrogation room. Barnes was clearly taking it down the scenic route, avoiding the crowded pathways, though it was unsure if that was for its own sake, or the protection of the staff. It fought its urge to attack the few they did pass, quite glad to avoid the crowds of agents with guns and tense spiteful stares.

Barnes entered the room, and it followed. It recognized the man across the table as Sam Wilson, ‘The Falcon’. It sat down opposite of him, watching him. Sam smiled lightly, likely in some attempt to get it to drop its guard. “You sure they’re not a clone? They’ve got the whole brooding glare down to a T,” he said, as shooed Barnes away half-heartedly, “Fury debriefed me; I can take it from here.”

Barnes nodded. “I’ll be outside.” and he left, leaving it alone with Wilson, well, Wilson, and the cameras, and hidden microphones, and what was clearly a one way mirror.

“Hey, I’m Sam. How are you feeling?” His eyes were steady, but… soft. His voice unwavering, but also caring, it was warm. It thought for a long moment, not quite sure if it should respond, or even how. It wasn’t supposed to feel at all. It just shrugged. “That’s okay, you have something I can call you?” Again? It didn’t see why names were so necessary, they only served as distractions.

It was silent for a long moment, analyzing Sam’s every movement for possible threat, nothing. “#2647302, Sir.” It said, flatly.

Sam nodded with a sigh, “You’re no joke then, real ‘Winter Soldier’ type.” he lowered his guard, deliberately, but it didn’t take the opening to attack, “You’re safe here. Whatever happened out there, whatever mess you left behind, it can’t get you here.” He paused, giving it room to speak if it needed, but it only nodded, silent.

“I can work with nods, if that’s all you can do. Fury tells me though that you spoke in full sentences to Bucky on multiple occasions, is there a reason for that?”

It thought for a while, debating whether or not it should speak at all. “....Barnes is… different… I- I didn’t like Fury.. He gave me orders. Steve looked at me like I was wounded, I didn’t like that either…” it trailed off, every syllable feeling forced and deliberate, “You… I guess you seem fine..”

“You talk” he grinned lightly, it didn’t mind his casual attitude, preferred it, honestly. His voice was warm, easy to talk to, easy to listen, “This is good, it’s progress. I’m glad you feel like you can talk to me, it’ll go a long way. Let’s expand on some of that, what about the way Steve looked at you made you upset?”

It shrugged, thought for a moment. “I-...” it breathed in deeply, almost in preparation, “I don’t like being pitied.”

Sam nodded, “Okay, good. Expand on that, why?”

“Why?..” it puzzled, why was that? When did it start? “...I- I’m not something that should be pitied, empathized with. I-... I’m not… human… anymore.”

Sam raises his eyebrows “Not human? Did someone tell you that, or did you come to that conclusion on your own?” Sam asked on, it… never thought about it before, just a statement of fact.

It shrugged “I-... I’ve ki-” it breathed in, breath suddenly ragged, “I’ve done a lot of bad things, r-really bad.” panic surged through its veins, heart rate quickened as it felt its body shake. Stop it stop it stop it stop it, don’t think, don’t feel, don’t let yourself feel weak. The world swirled around it, threatening to swallow it whole.

“Hey, hey, hey. It’s okay, you’re not there anymore. None of what you did was your fault, okay? Stay with me, listen to my voice, come back.” his voice was warm and smooth, like the stone brick fireplace they once loved to get absorbed in. What? How do they- How does it remember? Still, it was enough to pull it back into its body, its eyes refocusing, it was here.

“I want you to do something for me, take a deep breath in, focus on something you can taste.” Sam said in a warm even voice. Taste? It took a deep breath, milk, or, the aftertaste of it at least, the salt of the fries. “Did you do that? Take another breath, now what you can smell.” it took another breath. The air was stale, but- but it smelled the faintness of an air freshener in the air, the world slowed its spin. “That’s good, take another, what can you hear?” It heard Sam’s warm voice, that was easy, it heard the clicking of footsteps distantly outside, it took another breath, “Take another, touch next, what do you feel?” It felt the cold, hard chair it sat in, it felt the cuffs around its wrists, it took a breath. “Finally, what do you see” it focused its eyes, the room no longer spun, it was back, it was there.

“You.” it said, now focusing on slowing its breathing, syncing it with Sam’s. It was okay, it was okay.

Sam nodded, a slight relieved smile on his face. “Good.” he let it take a break for a moment to breathe, “That was a grounding exercise, okay? When you feel in your own head, you can use it to help regain awareness of your surroundings.”

“......sorry..” it whispered to it, tensed up slightly. It let itself be weak, made him have to help it.

“Don’t apologize, you have nothing to apologize for, okay?” he stopped to let the words sink in. “We can be done if you need, a lot has happened today.” It only nodded, staring at the table, then up to Sam. Sam gave it a comforting look in return, “Okay, I’ll give you a moment to breathe, and then we can call in Bucky to take you back to your room, does that sound good?”

“yeah.” It nodded, tried its best to reflect his warm eyes back, though even it knew just it came off as a glare.

Sam left, and after a few long moments, Barnes came back in, it nodded to him in silent recognition and stood, a hint of a softness flickered on Barnes’s face. “Let’s go.” And so they left. The walk back was nicer, there were less people, sure, but even the ones it did come across it was put less on edge by; though, they were certainly put on edge by the two of them. Barnes allowed the two of them to linger by windows when he saw it looking out of one, though they said next to nothing to each other until they reached its room. It was… really nice, actually.

When they reached its room and went inside, Barnes took off its cuffs, and handed it a candy bar. “From Steve. Heard you liked the fast food, was his idea in the first place, so, more junk food." It inspected the wrapper, Hershey's milk chocolate. It unwrapped the bar and bit down, it tasted like heaven. It scarfed the bar down, the corners of its mouth pulling into something of a smile, or at the very least a fond expression. Barnes chuckled lightly, “I’ll tell him to keep the sweets coming.”

It wiped the corners of its mouth with the corner of its sleeve. “Tell him… thanks, and-... and that I’m sorry. For being an ass.” it looked away.

Barnes nodded with a slight smile. “Yeah. ‘Course.” he motioned over to its bed, “Get sleep, if you can.”

It nodded as it sat on its bed, “Yeah, okay.” As Barnes left, it buried itself in sheets and pillows, more than enough to fully cover itself, it was the most blankets and pillows it had ever remembered having. Sleep didn’t come easy for it, it never did, but through some mix of days worth of fatigue, and the soft warmness of the bed, it eventually fell asleep.

Kat looked around, they were in a forest, soft soil and mosses hugged their bare feet, their hands caked in mud. They recognised this place, though they were unsure from where, with their mind and memories so scrambled. They walked, letting their subconscious mind take over, the chilled winds hugging their skin, blowing back curly orange locks from their face. They felt calm here, safe. A part of them missed this, the part of them that remembered what ‘this’ was in the first place, they assumed. It was… nice, though, not feeling the constant rush of energy through their veins, no adrenaline pulsing through their brain. They heard the babbling of a stream, and something in them compelled them to walk towards it, it was only then when they saw- it… it was home. They couldn’t remember, but something inside of them longed for the oak cabin they saw, just past the flowing stream. Something inside of them compelled them to rush for the front door, dashing across the stream without caution as warm soles met frigid water. Their mind ached with feelings of home, eager to return to their old life. They flung open the door, warm grin ot the- No. Nononononononono, stop, this isn’t right.

As the door opened, it was instead their cell that met them on the other side. Kat tried to run, of course they did, but there were guards on either side of them. They pushed back, tried to fight, but they couldn’t, not with that damned chip in their neck, as it sent a paralyzingly sharp pain directly to their nerves that made their whole body give out, as guards threw them to the wall of their cell.

They got up quicker than they should have, only spent a few grueling minutes writhing in pain before they could finally move, only a few more before they were on their feet, dizzy with the sound of their heartbeat pounding in their chest, blood rushing in their ears. The sickeningly familiar feeling of power rushing through their veins ever present. “DAMMIT!” they screamed out, the beginnings of furious tears hot in their eyes, before a guard banged on their cell door.

“Shut the fuck up! Before I come in there and make you.” The guard threatened from outside their cell.

“Not back here, please not back here.” They lowered their voice to a panicked whisper, searching around the room for their stashed fragments of tech, they almost had enough to make a full keycard, they’d been teaching themself how, maybe, just maybe, they could make their escape. But where the bits of tech should have been, there were only sticky notes, perfectly identical smiles on each of them, a cruel joke of their subconscious mind. They never made that keycard, never got the chance to escape.

“Someone wants to meet you.” a cruel voice said, their past handler, as 4 guards entered their cell. Memories flooded through their mind.

“No no no no no please, not today.” they slammed their back to the wall, attempting to gain enough force to break the chip off and fight their way out, “GET ME OUT OF THIS FUCKING DREAM!” they screamed, their voice going rasp, “LET ME THE FUCK OUT!” The undamaged chip on their neck released a sharp pain that flooded their senses, left them buckling to the floor, allowing the guards to take him easily.

“She doesn’t like waiting, you know.” the handler said with a snarl as the 4 guards dragged their limp body from the room. No, please, anyone but her. They tried to scream, to run, to fight, but they couldn’t move their fragile, heavy body as they were dragged into another room and thrown to the floor. On the other half of the room was a tall woman with a stone cold expression that radiated total authority. Nonononononononono- They couldn’t- not this again.

A cold hand brushed its shoulder, causing it to bolt up immediately. Fear and delirium clouded its senses as it blindly attacked the figure full force, until a cold hand caught its fist. Barnes. Its eyes darted frantically across his form, he was calm, deliberate. Barnes’s piercing eyes stared sharp and unchanging, until it finally dropped its fist, its surroundings still swirling around them. “I-” its voice hitched in a shaky breath, “I didn’t-” it fought with its own body to get a word out, its breaths ragged and uneven. Barnes began breathing deliberately, his flesh hand subtly illustrating the way his chest moved up and down on rhythm, it attempted to follow suit. “I was there.” it stated, trying its best to steel its voice.

“I know.” Barnes nodded, as he sat down beside the bed. It thought for a moment, head still spinning, before joining him on the floor, legs tucked tightly to its chest.

The two sat in silence for a few long moments as its spinning mind became reality. It focused on its breath, and Barnes’s, as it sat there, allowing the silent calmness to pull it back in like a lifeline. “Why are you here?” it looked to Barnes, methodical in everything he did, but… warm– in a way it had never seen him before.

Barnes met its eyes in a shrug, “Would they send a regular person to interrupt the nightmare of a dangerously unstable super soldier?”

It looked away with a small chuckle, “No.” it thought for a moment, eyes glued to the floor. “How do you…” it cut itself off briefly, struggling to find the words, “Do you have them– Nightmares? Ghosts.” it of course knew of the Winter Soldier, more than it would prefer to let on. Hydra was the one to commision its own creation, a backup for if it- if he was ever put out of commission, or more likely, if Hydra fell apart from the inside, and the buyer found himself on the wrong end of the Winter Soldiers barrel. That is all to say it was given detailed files on the Winter Soldier, and the Avengers, and it knew all about the ‘Bucky Barnes’ sat silently next to it, what they did to him, the atrocities he’d committed. How was it he could live such a normal life with these Avengers, how was it he found the strength to sleep at ni-

“Yeah,” Barnes’ voice cut through its stream of thoughts as he turned to it, its eyes flit up to meet him. His eyes were softer, his expression of genuine empathy. “I do. But you learn to be more than the ghosts. You find people, people who drive you to be more than what they made you. ‘One foot in front of the other.’” he placed a hand gently on its shoulder, it didn’t flinch. “You’ll be alright.” he gives a comforting smile, warm, in a way he’d only shown glimpses of before, the coldness knit into his features gone. This was not the Winter Soldier, hadn’t been for a long time. A part of it envied him for it, his ability to move on; It hoped he was right.

As Barnes finally left the room, sleep came easier to it. It found itself drifting off not back into another nightmare, but comforting silence. Barnes’ words echoed through its mind like silent promises for better days to come, and oddly, it found itself believing him. It smiled.

The coming weeks were a blur to it as it became more acclimated to life there. It met with Sam almost daily, it went in for a physical check up it hated, but they had to monitor the long term effects of its modifications. Bucky, Steve, and Sam became regular figures in its new life, Bucky providing practical stability, and Sam giving it a place to process its emotions. It was more hesitant with Steve, Sam had said they both had ‘warring personalities’, which just meant it got along with him like oil and water, but Steve kept trying to branch out, and in turn, it lowered its hostility to him.

It wasn’t allowed outside of its room without Barnes or Steve as a safety precaution, but it decided that was fine. This facility remained infinitely better than anything Ouranos had done for it, so it mirrored that with good behavior, following their orders without complaint. It had even picked up on whispers of transferring it to less strict containment, under supervision, of course.

Steve came into its room with a knock, it was time for it to meet with Sam again. “Hey kid, you ready to go?” he threw it a Reese’s, a personal favorite. Sam said it was good to have opinions, and in its opinion, Reese’s were a gift to the world.

It eagerly tore open the packaging as it nodded, and followed Steve out. “Where’s Barnes?” it asked, before shoving the peanut butter cup into its mouth. He was usually here, with Steve. The two were close –Steve and Barnes– and it didn’t often see the two apart for long.

“He’s out on a mission, sorry kid.” Steve said as they both walked, a slight frown tugged at its lips. Another opinion began to form, it liked Barnes. “Aw, chin up, Buck ’ll be back before you know it.”

It nodded, “I know.” It paused, and offered Steve the other peanut butter cup, a silent peace offering. “...Here.” a wide smile spread across Steve’s face in response. That kind of openness tended to piss it off, it still did, but it managed not to recoil– Sam said it needed to allow others to show care for it. It didn’t quite enjoy others treating it like anything other than the weapon it was designed to be, but Sam said that was a necessary step in ‘regaining their humanity’. It trusted Sam, however, and so it complied begrudgingly.

Steve must have noticed the change in its demeanor, because his warm excitement softened slightly. “Thank you.”

It nodded, fiddling with the wrapper in its hands. It no longer needed the cuffs, the blind aggression from when it was the Killer having mostly subsided, but it still noticed how both Barnes and Steve would take it down routes with the least foot traffic, and would tense up when it was near unfamiliar people. It was warranted, of course; even if it no longer desired to kill them, it could see the way it made others react, and it would not lie and say it didn’t plan the ways it could take them all out, if given the order.

Steve stopped when they approached the door, as it stood in attention behind him. “This is your stop.” he joked, but it only nodded as it entered the interrogation room.

Sam sat casually at the table, “Ah, kid, glad you could make it.” it glided into the seat across from him with a quiet grace. “Have you thought about what I said about that name? It would be a big step in allowing yourself to reclaim a sense of identity” he said, his demeanor warm and welcoming. Sam had the unique ability to shift the energy of the room to match his disposition, the harsh metals and cameras softening in his presence as it adjusted lightly in its seat.

It thought for a moment, before shaking its head, “It’s… It’s hard. Seeing myself like that… Like a person.” It looked down to its hands, flexing them lightly. It thought about how quickly Fury had allowed it to walk cuffless. He said it was because they were unnecessary, that both Steve and Barnes could take it out if the need araised, but it knew it was because Sam said it would help it in recovery. It was more surprised to see Fury agree so easily, having that kind of threat loose. In even the simplest of terms it was a bio-weapon, and not one even Fury seemed keen on utilizing– not yet, at least. “It’s just hard.”

Sam nodded, knowingly. “Your identity has been a loaded topic since you came here, it’s alright to have difficulty unpacking it on your own. Do you want to finally talk about it?”

It paused for a long moment, before nodding slightly, “Okay.” it took a deep breath in, almost mentally readying itself, “How?”

His expression softened with understanding as he spoke, “We can start wherever. What is it specifically that makes seeing yourself like a person so hard? Did you always see yourself like that? Really, it can be anything.” he said, offering potential jumping off points in his same welcoming, fire-warm voice.

It took a moment to steel itself, before starting hesitantly “I… I wasn’t always like… this.” it gestured vaguely to itself, what it was made, what it had become, “I remember… a forest, and a cabin… My house, I think.”

“Right, from those recurring dreams you’ve been having?” he asked, his expression thoughtful, and with a comforting warmness, urging it to continue.

It nodded slightly, “I remember-...” it stopped, briefly choked, but it pushed through. “My brother.” Kit. The world fogged around it as its mind began to spiral, it could feel its body begin to shake as its eyes unfocused. It gripped its forearms tightly, trying desperately to pull itself back in. “Whoever I was- They could never have done what I have.” it choked out, eyes hot with the threat of tears.

“Hey,” he started, voice filling with alarm as he leaned in, “Hey hey hey, stay with me, listen to my voice”

It tried to focus on his voice, to reel itself in, but the words kept pouring out. “I killed him.” it whispered, before repeating again, louder, “I killed him. And I- I can’t even remember it.” How could it call itself his sibling after that, how could it even be his sibling after that. Kit was gone, along with every other helpless soul they’d ever pitted it against. It always told itself it was just survival, but not when it was fighting its own brother.

Sam placed a hand firmly on its shoulder, “That wasn’t your choice, you can’t hold yourself responsible for what they made you do.” he said firmly, warmness radiating from him. They were words he had told it many times before, but they never felt real to it.

“One minute, I hear the order, the command. Kill. And the next-” in paused, throwing its arms out in furious anguish, “Im outside of the facility, blood on my hands— …There was no one left in that thing.”

He paused, his voice softening to a whisper, “It wasn’t your fault.” his voice was warm and comforting, but it wasn’t enough to pull it from its own spiraling mind.

“I’m not human anymore, not after that. I’m a weapon.” it paused, its demeanor softening as it quieted, “I’m a monster.” it looked away from Sam, instead pinning its eyes to the table. It was true, it was set to become Ouranos’ prized weapon, and it was good at it.

“Hey. Don’t think like that, don’t get caught up in it.” he responded firmly, squeezing its shoulder reassuringly, “You’re not a weapon, and you’re not a monster, okay?” in his voice it could tell he believed it, if only it could have that same faith in itself.

“You don’t know that.” it snapped back, “You haven’t seen the things I’ve done. I’m sure every other experiment I was pitted against thought I was one, I’m sure Kit-” it stopped, quieting, “.... no. He didn’t, he never would’ve….”

Sam eased his hand off of Kat’s shoulder, “You were just a kid in a fucked up situation, don’t put the blame on yourself. You have a choice now, kid. You get to decide what you do next, and you know what?” it looked up to meet his eyes, but said nothing, so he continued, “Here, let’s back up a bit. Do you remember last week, when you snapped at Steve? Said he was ‘just a piece of shit with a hero complex, and if he was so desperate to save everyone, fly-’”

“‘Another plane into an iceberg to save everyone from his bullshit’, you really know how to make me feel better.” it grimaced. It was the only time it had heard Fury genuinely laugh, but it had firmly decided that wasn’t a good thing. It remembered how overwhelmed it felt, how hurt Steve looked.

“I’m not finished, do you remember what happened after? You felt so bad, you worried to Bucky that Steve would be too mad to even go near you again. And you know what you did after? You apologized. Would a monster really do that?” he asked, and his logic was flawed, but it understood what Sam was saying.

“What are you-” it started, brows furrowing in what could almost be confusion. “That- That doesn’t-”

“Kid.” Sam said firmly, cutting it off, “You are hurt, your past is messy, but you are not their weapon anymore, and you are not a monster. You got that?” his eyes were completely genuine, but with an underlying firmness and what could almost be urgency.

“You really believe that.” it stated, and it was a fact, Sam clearly did. The room fell into silence for a long moment, before it broke the silence, “What am I then to you? What is it you see in me?”

Sam chuckled slightly, but his warm voice remained genuine, “Well let me see. You’re smart, you’re witty, you’ve got one hell of a sweet tooth.” he paused for a moment, collecting his thoughts, “I see a 16 year old kid, who went through too much, too young. I see a kid who’s been hurt more times than they can count, but they’re strong, they’ve had to be their whole life.” he paused again, sighing. “You’re broken, kid, and you’re only now learning how to pick up the pieces.” he places a comforting hand on its arm.

The two sat in silence for a long while after that as Kat took it all in. It supposed that could all be considered true, but after everything it had done, how was it ever supposed to see itself as anything other than the monster that killed its brother.

“My name… before everything, it was Kat.” it looked away with a slight smile, “Kit and I were too small to remember our real ones… they took away everything from our past, you know? So we made new ones.” it chuckled as it remembered back to the years before they were separated. Kit would always joke and laugh through it all, figuring out all the ways to break the rules in new and creative ways. He’d even smuggled in sweets a couple times for the two of them— until he was taken. “Kit-Kat.” it snorted lightly, “Sort of silly, isn’t it? But Kit always knew how to joke like that.”

Sam smiled slightly, “That’s really sweet. You two were really close, weren’t you?” he asked. Close was an understatement for the two of them, at least when they were together. Kit was its twin, they were inseparable— well, poor choice of words, it supposed. They were separated, and spent over 6 years apart, and then— it didn’t want to think about that right now.

“Yeah… I mean, he’s my– he was my twin. He was my best friend.” it looked away as tears filled its eyes. It had no right to call him that, it had no right to be Kat. “I–” it choked, “How could I still be Kat? How could they do something like that to him?”

Sam paused thoughtfully before responding, “That’s not an uncommon way to process grief and trauma, especially given your circumstances.” he said, it could tell he was treading lightly, but he spoke with such comforting certainty, that it was hard not to trust in him. “Your past doesn’t define you, you don’t have to let Ouranos, or anyone else define you. You can be someone new in spite of them, whether that’s Kat, or someone else entirely.”

“Corny.” it retorted, eyes glinting with humor. It sat with his words for it doesn’t know how long. It wanted to be more than a weapon– hell, just wanting proved that it was. “I- I want to be what you see in me. I don’t want to be a weapon anymore.” it looked away, but in it was a certain resolve.

“Well then, that settles it. Who do you want to be then?” Sam’s voice was oddly prideful, prideful in it; he was proud of it.

It thought about his question, it remembered the way Kit always looked at it, from back when they were kids in the forest, he looked up to them. He thought it was so strong even then, but it was weak without him. In the facility he was what kept it going, kept Kat going, and when they took him away it nearly broke. When he came back it had changed, became something violent and unrecognizable, but Kit still looked at it like it was strong, like there was something more inside of it, something warm like before. “He saw me as strong and warm even when Ouranos controlled me. He was wrong though, he was always the stronger of us.” it smirked, but it only felt a melancholy sadness, “I want to be the person he saw in me, even when I’m not sure a person was there. I want to be Kat.”

ANYWAYS I have more technically, but I write mainly on paper. Also Im sry google doc to tumblr translation is a pain in the ass so some of the italics and formatting might be fucked

[verystrxxwberry]

ALEXANDER, HELP ME, IM DYING-😭😭😭 my bestie just said to me: hear me out, and im like, "what kind of abomination is your crush now?" and im fr, after she told me she liked Adam(HH) wITHOUT THE MASK I thought nothing could be worst. spoiler, IT CAN💀 she's like, "no, is a ship" and i just go "fuck" (she's the kind of person who shipps TojixGojo) ... im just going to copy-paste our conversation in here:

(i love her but bitch you r crazyyy):

Lili: it's a Moonlight Lovers ship

Me: If this is your Ethan x Ivan again I'm gonna punch you

Lili: it is not, hear me out😭

Me: u don't deserve me hearing you out after your James Potter x Severus Snape bullshit of the other day reading marauder's fanfiction but ok

Lili: ok, i realized that Vlad is an interesting character

Me: what do you mean by interesting💀?

Lili: that he just is such a cutie patootie that can be shipped with anyone in the manor except Ivan☺️✨

Me: WHAT

Lili: like Rapha x Vlad is such a cute couple, or Aaron x Vlad. is like a safe place.

Me: u r mad af

Lili: no, pls. like, Ethan x Vlad is just right. they can heal each other!

Me: u said this exact shit a week ago during the HP marathon in the scene Hermione punched Draco. wich im tempted to do rn, but we are, sadly, online

Lili: and Beliath x Vlad is just the perfect enemies to lovers! or rivals to lovers, better said. is my (second) personal favorite

Me: YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE A PERSONAL FAVORITE, THIS IS JUST INSANE😭😭😭

Lili: waittt, there is one more. THE one, with Vladiath. or the name is Belimir?

Me: NO💀 Lili, DON'T YOU Dare

Lili: 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Me: d-o-n-t s-a-y i-t

Lili: my top tier: Neil x Vladimir

Me: WHYYYYYYYY, WHY YOU GOTTA BE LIKE THISSS

Lili: but is just right 😭😭!

Me: make it have sense!!!! IT'S IMPOSSIBLE

Lili: it is not!!!

Me: ur parents shouldn't be ashamed of you being trans, they should be ashamed for this. u little fuck, whyyyy. just leave Vladimir alone!

Me: ur parents shouldn't be ashamed of you being trans, they should be ashamed for this. u little fuck, whyyyy. just leave Vladimir alone!

Lili: hsgajshkahsj, bitch🤣 ily, but i don't get how do you were chill after an actual conversion and mad about this

Me: I just have principles. My god, how crazy you are

Lili: Tumblr this to or verystrxxwberry! you'll see he'll have to agree with me on something.

Me: I swear if anyone in the entire world agrees with you on this I'll kill myself

anyways, she came over to my house and we're eating Nutella while i send this to you. you are both of us favorite's Moonlight lovers content creator, but my girl lili is just messed up in the head. (just joking, someday she'll be my bridesmaid,) it's awesome to be her friend, tho.

have a nice day, mah boi, and dON'T AGREE WITH THIS ATROCITY 💀💀💀💀.

You know, my heart did a giant backflip when I saw this giant message. Still, I am very glad I am very glad I am your fav ml content creator, that increases my ego 😎 (kidding but it makes me very happy to know!)

About ML ships... well, I genuinely believe that if we are talking about Vladimir, the healthiest ones would be with Raphael and Aaron. I never thought about the chance of Vladimir with Ethan or Beliath because they aren't his type at all, then Ivan is like the rebel kid on the mansion so.. no... but Neil 💀💀 I must confess he is my least liked character because I never ❗️ know❗️ what❗️to❗️write❗️for him❗️so my mind kinda deletes his presence most of the times. Still, it would be a very toxic ship if we dared to think abour Vladimir x Neil. If Vlad is already depressed, I think Neil would only drag him lower.

[yesloulou]

As someone who’s back in fandom after a long time away, I’m hoping you might be able to advise how I can engage with blogs I really enjoy (like yours, of course) without annoying them, please?

I feel so silly asking this, like I’m the new kid at school and not an adult in her 30s, but I’m a bit socially anxious and awkward at the best of times (thanks, Autism and ADHD), and I don’t know if Tumblr and fandom etiquette have changed in the past several years.

In previous fandoms, I remember we used to do like friending/following posts/fests, but I have no idea if that’s even how it’s done now?

Sorry to just awkwardly dump my thoughts into your inbox. And to do it on anon. I’m shy, sadly. Sigh!

hi sweet anon i hope you sent this to several blogs and not just me bc im very bad at this 😭 i feel like i mainly just manifest 😭 but i'll try my best to summarize what i think is going on

i reblog and say things like "<- prev lmao" or "# <- prev genius scholarship" a lot. it's low stake and fun and an easy way for me to show that i really like someone's blog. and i always enjoy it when ppl prev me! and if it becomes a frequent mutual occurrence then you're basically friends!!

sometimes i like someone's tag or post a lot and i want to dm them about it. if it's the first time i dm someone, i'll try to keep it short and easily respond-able. if i don't feel quite confident to dm them just yet, i might just send what i want to say in an ask, and if their response seems interested then next time i'll dm.

there's always fests and gift-exchanges going on! one i can think of off the top my head is @maxielfest <3

i haven't been here long enough to observe fandom etiquette changes but i feel like it shouldn't have changed a lot! i think the key is just to have fun the way you feel like it. and when you have fun you kinda just find like minded ppl along the way <3

[thelasttime]

madie hELP my brother is so dumb (storytime!!). context he's 11

so he got a random friend request on steam from this user with one of those sus af usernames (it was something like RANDOM WOMAN NAME IN BIO with a random string of emojis alksjf) and accepted it for some reason. immediately this user DMs him a gift card link for $50 and he clicks it 😭 because he "was trying to save up money and really wanted the $50." then his account immediately gets hacked and this person changes the email and password associated, the IP was from russia too so idk 😭 so i walk in and bro is crying so i tell him to calm down, figure out what's going on, and send a support request to steam support about what's going on since account recovery wasn't working because his email was changed. (i also tweeted at them but that didn't work so i'm just gonna pretend that never happened). anyway they got back to me in two hours with a new password for him, we got his account back, and blocked the random user who hacked him (also changed all his other passwords in case they got more info). then we had a long chat about internet safety and WHY YOU DON'T ACCEPT FRIEND REQUESTS OR CLICK LINKS FROM STRANGERS.

tldr my brother is stupid af and kids shouldn't be on the internet ever (i say, as someone who was using fandom wikis since elementary school)

OMG ... kids shouldn't be on the internet ever (i was on percy jackson fandom tumblr in 6th grade)

[daisyvisions]

Me again, oh no, I hope you’re not pushing yourself too hard at work babes!

I’ve been going feral about Sangyeon too, he looks even bigger and stronger this cb it’s so hard to keep the hard thoughts down.

A couple of hours ago they came out with a new video where Sangyeon wore this black knitted cardigan and this thick frame glasses. Could NOT concentrate doing my work afterwards.. 🤦‍♀️

How am I more feral about fully clothed Sangyeon than about those pictures (Oh you know which ones💆‍♀️)..? Imagine having single dad Sangyeon live in the unit right next to you in the same apartment. Everytime you go to work, you would bump into him dropping off his toddler into the daycare. You’d notice the cute little things he’d do from those little interactions in the morning like how he adjusts his glasses, the way he crouches to level and talk to his kid, his cute smile he flashes everytime he sees you. You’d grow closer, and sometimes if Sangyeon had to work overtime he’d ask you to babysit the kid and hear me out.. you invited Tired!Sangyeon who came to pick his kid up in and offered to atleast cook some ramyeon for him and he accepts but he fell asleep waiting in the couch with his kid. You were trying to take a picture of them to show it later when Sangyeon mumbled your name in his sleep. 👀 You woke him up (panicking inside) and had /a moment/ when you were doing the dishes and he traps you between the counter. You look back at him and your lips touched- but suddenly the kid cries in the living room asking to go home, Sangyeon looks at you with a frown and said “Let’s talk tomorrow”.

The next day, you were kind of scared but also very excited to see Sangyeon. When you come home from work, you were greeted by a man standing on your doorstep. It’s not Sangyeon, but your toxic ex trying to get you back AGAIN. He was doing the most, holding your hands and bought you flowers 💐. While he was begging you to come back, the elevator door opens and Sangyeon saw what was happening. “Am I interrupting something?” he asked, you yelled NO so fast, grabbed Sangyeon’s hand, lightly squeezed and whispered “please help me get rid of him”.

Oh he came THROUGH, he put his arms around you, give you a kiss on the cheek and said “Who is this, sweetheart? Is he bothering you?” (!!??) oh your cheeks were so red. Your coward ex huffed and left so you pulled Sangyeon inside and thanked him for saving your life😭

But to your surprise, he had this stern look and he caged you between him and the door. “I dropped Juwon off at my mom’s” he said, “O.. oh really..?” you didn’t know what to say, you’re still processing the situation. “You dated that motherfucker?” his face has gotten so close that his mouth almost touched your ear. He sounds.. possesive. “Uh.. yeah.. i-it was a long time ago” You were scared but also ..turned on? you’ve never seen this side of Sangyeon before. He pressed a kiss on your ear, “Well if he ever comes back..” kiss again, on the neck this time “..you know you can always..” he licks a trail from your neck to your ear “..call me, right?”.

🥵 Please excuse my DILF Sangyeon brainrot. I haven’t been the same this cb and I was inspired by this dream I had during Awake era (trust me when I said I /scrambled/ to get my notes app immediately after I woke up from that dream).

P.S. Is it OK if I take this emoji 🧊?

ofc you can take the 🧊 emoji! hehe but also...

that idea is... wow we haven't had a single dad scenario for sangyeon in ages here on tumblr I havent even gotten the chance to think about it 😮‍💨 DILF sangyeon would definitely be the cause of my death and yes I totally get you on the whole glasses and cardigan fit idk why it was so hot when it shouldn't have been kjsdnfdskjnf

maybe... MAYBE if I play my cards right we COULD get a DILF sangyeon scenario for kinktober... 👀

[iamjustrobin]

1, 2, 3, 13, 15, 24, 17

1. The character everyone gets wrong.

Any minor character who doesn't have much to play in canon. Not actually bc they are misinterpreted, but for the fact that the fandom takes advantage of this empty jars to insert their OC's and pretend it's an expansion of that character.

2. A compelling argument of why your fave would never top or bottom.

I'm almost sure at this point a big part of the fandom agrees on pony being 100% a bottom, so let's move onto bottom Dallas💀.

The main reason of why I can't see him in certain ships like tally it's bc Dallas is the type that I can only seen as protective and dominant. Dallas with men who are similar to him it's something that just doesn't work in my mind.

3. Screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on Tumblr.

✨ I don't have a screenshot, but that take of this unpopular person in fandom who was arguing that johnnyboy shouldn't be shipped bc they have an age difference and johnny forgot he was already 14 instead of 13, which means he still saw him as a kid. Godammit, I swear sometimes this fandom just look for excuses to make you feel bad about shipping the characters and their age differences.

✨ HISPANIC SHEPARDS. As an hispanic at first I was all "oh this could be nice" but after seeing the fanon pursuing more stereotypes than actual research I gave up.

Shot out to ROTPL bc they gave me the best portrayal of hispanic-americans in the 50s💖.

✨ And not from Tumblr, but that time I saw someone tagging Marcia on a fic with the white passing argentinian label💀 I'll never overcome that one and this is what I mean about not doing actual research.

13. Worst blorbofication.

Steve maybe? I don't even seen him as a character but as an extension of soda as a character. Whenever I see this takes where everyone claims that he is underappreciated and how we deserved to know more about him I can't take it seriously.

15. That one thing you see in fanart all the time.

Johnny wearing dal's jacket. Please don't, I've made this rant before about how not even if they were canon Johnny would wear the jacket.

Also curly shepard as a goth/punk kid. That portrayal of the character in the TWTTIN adaptation is the only thing the fandom is relying on about him.

17. There should be more of this type of fic/art.

I agree with you in JUST MORE FANART IN GENERAL. It breaks my heart when I found fanartists in this fandom who are just going through an outsiders phase to throw it away in less than a year😭.

And time to add my self indulgence here: FANTASY THEMED FANART/FIC. Do you know how sad it is to be an amateur illustrator who has to take the wheel on this? I love fantasy/fairytales and I would love to find that type of au in the outsiders🥺✨.

24. Topic that brings the most rancid discourse.

"Sylvia/Cherry/Angela did nothing wrong".

Yes, we have a lack of female characters on this story, but nope, that's not a reason to glorify and distort the events in order to victimize these girls to make a point.

I rather hearing takes of people saying they like characters like Angela Shepard with all her flaws and recognize that she did wrong than see distorted fanon to girlbossify her.

[princess200417]

I think Sammy is hilarious at this point. She just pulled a random post about the void state and said it is dangerous and said it is just a meditative state that you can shift.She should have researched it at the least.When she said i am always right, i lost it fr.LMAO! 😭☠️

Well you know sometimes I don't agree with Sammy either, once she said that you can only shift into Harry potter world(and ofc other "imaginary" worlds)only through sleeping,in your dreams etc,which is wrong bc People here on Tumblr and not only on Tumblr can confirm to you that it's not an illusion but it's the truth

And as Sammy has stated previously,she is on her own manifistation journey and learns new things too,for example almost a year ago she made a video with success stories that had to do with manifesting out of thin air and waking up in a different environment etc,which as she said ,once believed it was impossible, but now her belief changed when she herself manifested out of thin air

jUst trust yourself and make your own rules, Sammy is just another coach,she makes mistakes too you don't have to follow her every word, Sammy has her own beliefs and her own rules as well

Now back to her words about void, well it's not dangerous at all and I don't think that she ever called it dangerous,she said that using sleep paralysis in order to enter the state is dangerous,she called that method dangerous not the state it's self

And now as to her comparing void to sats(she didn't do it in the video but under a comment once ) it's different,bc in void you loose every connection/contact with the 3d, while in sats you just affirm or visualise till you fall asleep,you don't shift anywhere you just Affirm before sleeping 😌😴 lol

Also once she had said that you can revise things like a stain on your t shirt but when someone commented how they can revise a text never being sent/disappearing from the conversation on social media,she replied that the person will just forget the text but the text will still physically exist which is completely false and kinda (sorry to say that) makes sammy look like a 🤡

She was the one who introduced me to loa but she always preached about us being limitless and even made videos about god state but when people asked her if they can do this or that she said yes you can but it won't change/come in the way you want it/imagine it

Like lolllllll are you kidding bro?Are we limitless or limited?just decided Sammy like seriously

Anyways,all in all, just don't listen to anything that she says THAT HAS TO DO WITH LIMITATIONS AND DON'TS CAUSE LIMITATIONS DO NOT EXIST WITHIN THE MIND/4D/IMAGINATION

Plus I love how she said that it's been trending these last couple of days while it's been MONTHS😆😂😂😂

The only part which was correct and true was the part in which she said that we shouldn't overcomplicate it and that it is a meditative state and that it's not the only way to manifest instantly bc it's true you can manifest INSTANTLY by just affirming none needs void except if they like it so much to the point they wanna enter it

Oh plus what's her obsession with saying that Tumblr people don't know anything about loa/void?like Tumblr is the place that helped me manifest the love of my life and the place which boosted my belief and lastly made me enter void and get my dream life,like lol i can't understand her "obsession" with bringing Tumblr down, Tumblr has some of the best advice best sucess stories and best motivational posts and quotes and simplifies the law sooooo much plus it reminds people of our limitless and extra powerful minds

Honestly she is Great and I adore how much she has evolved but sometimes she seems not to be so loyal to the belief that we are limitless gods

Anyways I don't want this answer to be very long so I'm just gonna say one more last thing:We are limitless, void is easy and safe, void isn't the only way to instant results, people should research a bit more before they speak bc sometimes even for a short period of time , it has a negative impact on people's mood and mindset 🙌💖

Oh plus one more thing I wanted to add is that you can check out on YouTube bry's garden of Eden, it's a manifistation YouTuber who has entered void and talked about it in a video and justs generally makes videos about void state and also about manifesting things that people consider too impossible like supernatural powers and also back in August of this year she made a super interesting video stating that there is no difference between myths and "reality" so yep she is the only truly"teaching" limitlessness so yep you can check her out

[kyovtani]

Zade my darling idk if you ever got my other Kakucho ask but he 100% is the man who wants to actually get you pregnant. He constantly thinks about how beautiful you would look pregnant, and then further than that the thought of being a dad and having a family with you 🥺🫶🏻

Mitsuya too! oh he loves the idea of having a sweet little family with you, having a baby on your hip while your tummy is round with another ♥️♥️♥️

oh my goodness my sweet gray 😭 tumblr's been fucking around with me the past two days so most of the asks ive answered disappeared or got deleted and i dont know why so im sorry if i didn't respond to yours 💔 but i shall kiss your big brain because if there's one of the two men in tokyo rev im absolutely weak for, it's kakucho and im not even exaggerating (i think its the scar tbh im a whore)

kakucho just doesn't seem like the type of guy who wants to have a family, which is why you don't really dare to mention it. of course he knows ho much you like kids – your habit of waving at tiny humans every time they look at you easily giving it away, yet he never really gave it another thought.

until one day his boys start teasing him for being such a dad because of him taking care of their drunk asses each time they get wasted. that's when he remembers just how badly he's always wanted to have a family of his own. maybe because his parents never gave him what he needed and he wanted to be better than them, or maybe because he genuinely liked the thought of havinh a baby – with you.

he's had relationships before and never once even considered moving in together because he used to be scared of commitment and being hurt, until you basically waltzed into his life and had him fall head over heels for you. and now, several years later, you're not only living together but also joke about the bonten boys being your kids and having to take care of them without giving birth.

and all of a sudden, kakucho just can't stop thinking about how pretty you'd look pregnant with his baby. the mental image of your big belly and your pretty face glowing from all the hormones and everything it comes with, suddenly seems so much more alluring to him.

and the thoughts of being a dad to a baby that's half his own and half the love of his life are quick to follow, which is why he just can't keep it to himself anymore, no matter how hard he tries to.

"you know", he sounds neevous and the second you shift your attention to him, kakucho tenses up, gripping the steering wheel as tight as possible, "if we happen to have a – uhm – a baby one day, i hope they get your eyes." the words make his heart race and his head spin to the point where he probably shouldn't be driving anymore, all because he doesn't know what to expect.

kakucho can't even deny how heartbroken he'd be if you weren't of the same mindset as him, yet either way his love for you would remain the same.

"oh? i'd want them to have yours", your response is quick and confident, from the way you smile at him, kakucho knows this isnt the first time you've thought about this and a wave of relief breaks down over him, "your eyes, my smile and your nose. but i feel like the first one's gonna be your copy anyway."

you start chuckling at your own words, probably not even aware of the burning blush on your boyfriend's cheek as he tries to comprehend what you just said to him.

the first one...so you do want a baby with him — multiple even.

[ed-nygma]

You should really not tell a kid that they can't watch/read/play something because of their age. Honestly, telling them they can't do that is only going to spark their interest.

I remember being 14 and asking Tumblr for a show to watch after BBC Sherlock season 4 had just dropped. Some 21 year old who followed me suggested NBC Hannibal and I would have likely never watched it if they hadn't then realized that I was 14 and made a follow-up comment telling me that I actually shouldn't watch it because I was too young. 😭

[maah-long]

Gathering my thoughts after Genshin's Fontaine Archon Quests

HEY THERE ARE SPOILERS HEREEEE

Partly why I disappeared from Tumblr and Twitter, running away from spoilers 💀💀💀 ig this post is mostly for me, to organize my thoughts I havE MANY OF THEM

But one nice thing I did was finish only one quest (not chapter or questline) per day before going to bed, all lights out. It was so comfy, I'm sure this'll be part of why playing them is being so memorable for me 😭😭😭 and the prison songs are such bangers, they made everything even better!!!!

But anyways, most important things first, arlECCHINO. SHE IS SO CORDIAL??? I mean not cordiaaal friendly, but like, super polite?? And calm and collected and all?? I honestly thought she was gonna be a bit insane, or at least that there would be something giving away some type of ulterior motive but..,, I got nothing?? She seems genuinely interested in saving Fontaine and cares for the kids, even if it's probs for self-interests first and foremost, maybe. She totally is very manipulative tho. Other thing I find funny about her is how she destroys anyone with her unforgiving words, while being calm and pretending she's kinda not doing it on purpose. Love that, you go queen 🥳🥳🥳🥳

The thing is, when I saw the guy in the first quest turning into water after saying something he shouldn't, I was "ARLCECCHINO WILL BE LIKE THAT FOR SURE", manipulating everyone, and if any slip-ups happen, she can just unalive them. That Lyney and Lynette could not give anything away or she would just poof them. But I don't know anymore, if it IS like that, she fooled me completely. But I mean, she could do whatever she wanted with me, I wouldn't mind 🥴🥴🥴🥴

So, I still think there could be something more at play. Maybe the gnosis is another key? But surely the nation ENDING seems like a more pressing matter, oh yes. Even then, everyone is sus. And I mean everyone.

By the way, Neuvillete, you think what "sentence" is too severe, huh 🤨🤨🤨??? who, whom what, why??? The first thing that popped into my mind was Celestia. If not the archon, they're the ones who can do things like that. BUT it doesn't seems like Fontaine is progressing so much for them to care? Especially with the alienated citizens and a kinda not thaaaAAT useful archon y'k..,, Though their tech do look like the most advanced from all the nations, even if that alone, at least for me, doesn't scream "reason to kill you all!! heavenly principles on you!!!" HoweVER turning everyone into water and ruining the nation do remember a bit Khaenrians(?) turning into monsters and losing their nation. Food for thought!!! Wish Neuve said a bit more. However it truly wouldn't be wise to go out there screaming "hey, the gods-gods wanna wipe us all out, no pressure tho 😉", so yeah.

AND Furina. What's with that poor child 😭😭😭? From the first moment she came in the screen I was like "man this girl has no idea what she's doing, does she...". In the court, her commentaries were just 💀💀💀 One that comes into mind is she thinking that finding a clue on Lyney's bag was concrete proof of his crime. My dear, that's the easiest thing to manipulate in the whole world, planting fake evidence. Don't go there thinking you revolutionized the universe !!!!!! And almost all her remarks where kinda like that. That you would deadpan and go "seriously, you really believe that's super clever?". Now that I know (do I??? I think I do at least??) it was on purpose I'm letting her slip. But the thing about her having a curse is pretty interesting. I think her eyes are pretty sus (even if a lot of charas have weird eyes and no explanation, like hu tao, arlecchino and keqing). Does she have a weird side, hm 🤔 but again, they showed no sign of this until now, so ???

About the ending... I still don't know if I think that's a dream or not. Is defs what traveler saw while dreaming but, remember in the beginning,,,,, Childe awakening "it"..,,, hearing voices..,, hydro powers..,,, his dream in the abyss seeing a whale while falling into the sea....,, Guess he's really Mr. Worldwide huh. Maybe he's more linked to Fontaine (or at least some fontaine being?) than we thought? I think the whale ended up saving him. But hey, breathing underwater??? Getting kinda busted, my man.

Hope the quests keep escalating until something mind-blowing happens. I can feel it 😤😤😤

[hectorisagoodboy]

why do you always ask for "support"? it's a sneaky way to ask for money. you shouldn't

*sigh*

I'll explain it to you:

Because time is money and making drawings costs time and money...

Adobe Photoshop have a price, pens have a price, promarkers have a price and think about it... Sheets and good pencils too! Scanner, internet, etc... Anything has a maintenance price! I only ask those who want to "support" me and my art to donate 'cause without it I wouldn't continue to use tumblr...

With this, don't believe that by doing this you earn so much! (I assume you who wrote don't know what it means to live as an adult yet, and I don't want you to think that I get rich with a 5 or 10 € donation per drawing.... 🤣)

Whenever my work is appreciated I always try to upload new fan art and also make improvements to the images, but this wouldn't be possible without people who commission me these drawings! Every now and then I've done some drawing as a "gift" and I still plan to do it of course, but now I can't afford to please everyone without concrete help!

If I had to please everyone without receiving donations then I would live with no time for anything else, I could no longer afford the internet and you would never see my new fan art anymore, even if you are the ones like: "But I like it so0o0o0o0 much and it's my birthday! 😭"

I hope you understand now, kids! 😐

[khaleesiofalicante]

So, I usually check your Tumblr for any updates to #IALS, cause I really like the banners. But I was not prepared for this week's banner. The side by side intensity of Mavid was too much for my heart to handle. Holy s@#$!!!!!

And then the chapter? I was crying. Max's heartbreak and just complete disconnection is felt. But Lance? That child has so much strength.

Then all the parallels in the different timelines this chapter! I know all the chapters have some parallel. But I just loved all of them here. Especially little Arthur with his 'we need to brush their hair cause its so silly' (btw that whole scene just made me want to have a baby and I'm so firmly anti-children for my life that its not even funny) and then teen Arthur learning what silly hair means in different contexts!

I did not know about crown day, but I wish we could expand it to South Asia so people can learn to respect curly hair. I can't tell you how many times I've seen a brown girl with their hair tied back and it just being brushed out fuzz. My mom to this day can't accept that she has curly hair that shouldn't be brushed. It makes me so sad that we're so sanitized to fit public standards without realizing.

Then Max validating his son's needs and not sidelining them with the 'but I did this'. I never thought of my experience with my mom like that. That she loves me, but I didn't get that love the way I need so I can internalize it. I am so happy for Lance and Max to reclaim that home life they both so desperately need to heal.

And David, you obsessive French fu@#$!, 😭😭you're working so hard. I can't believe I didn't realize until this chapter just how much even though I could see it. I was stuck on the Jaden of it all!! Cause David chose to date Jaden, he just never even considered the possibility of moving on from Max. He could have chosen to heal in a way that didn't take over his entire life. But he went above and beyond. David just decided that fuck the rest of the world, if its not Max, it doesn't matter. So he chose to stay with Jaden instead of trying to actually find a less painful love. He could have moved on and tried to find someone he could actually love! But he didn't even try! That's so romantic and crazy!!!!

But then the wall scene, dude.😳 Dude.🤯 Dude.😖☠ I have re-read that scene so many times now. If it has me feeling things then RIP Max. David needs to get angry more. Also, I just kept imagining this whole scene of David losing it in front of Jaden and the kids. Jaden would bust a blood vessel 😈 Like yeah dude, compete all you want with Max. Try to get in the way of his relationships with his kids. It doesnt matter.

Also, you know something? I was compiling a list of my fave couples for my friend and #IALS of course made it to the list. But you know what else did? Hannibal and Interview with the Vampire.

Hannibal - Blond obsessive European serial killer (raised in France) who falls in love at first snark with a rude asf FBI profiler. Eats people. Is a gourmet level cook and loves taking care of his FBI agent husband who doesn't know yet that they're married and have an adopted daughter together.

Interview with the Vampire - Obsessive French fucker who falls in love at first sight with a very mean pimp (who does it to take care of his family). Eats people. Likes to spoil and keep his baby happy. His husband wants a daughter, well okay then, he's going to give him a child.

Do either of those shows sound familiar to you?🙃 But my main question is, when are we getting a dark!David that Max can't resist even when he's trying desperately and falls off the edge of sanity for? And DML doesn't count! Cause I said so!

Fun fact - I made banner ages go and i kept it until we got to this chapter hehe. i was so excited to share it!!

i am a sucker for parallels as y'all know so oops you will always see them generously sprinkled around :)

your comment about south asians and curly hair is so true because here in SL (curly hair is very common in the north because of genes + humidity) and a lot of girls feel forced to straighten or iron their hair (and save up money) because they feel like they are 'not pretty' if they have curly hair. i am so tempted to write a fucking article about this tbh because this is yet another way of setting and forcing unrealistic beauty standards.

the whole idea of 'tell me how to love you' is not always practical in real as you said. not everyone's love language is the same. but i think this is such a max thing to do. i think he cares enough to make that extra step. in fact, he will see it one more time 👀

And everything you said about David made me so emotional. We'll be digging into some of it in the next chapter! Because you are absolutely right in the sense that what he did was also a sacrifice. dating jaden was not an easy option. i wish we could have explored their relationship more but i couldn't without giving too much away but being with David (if you look closely) caused david a lot of pain too.

Hannibal and IWTV are two top tier shows and two of my faves. Not us having fine af taste oof.

Hahaha Dark David is truly something else. I would love to explore it (if yall have ideas 👀) because he truly has the potential to fuck shit up he just chooses not to smh. we will see a hint of dark david (or maybe unhinged david) in lbaf 5. we'll see.

SEE YOU NEXT WEEK <3

[the-real-lilac-elf]

got tumblr again just because I have thoughts abt barbie movie. gonna be super messy but I gotta get all my thoughts out. spoilers spoilers spoilers you've been warned watch the movie before reading this

also I talk abt women and girls a lot but like gender complicated some of it also relates to any afab ppl, some of it to anyone feminine, so keep that in mind reading it

it was fun it was entertaining it was visually super well done (the sets and the costumes oh my godddd) and yet I am SO CONFUSED

okay okay so like there were just so many things crammed in, so many plot points and like so many ideas and so much POTENTIAL and I liked the setup they had for so much of it but it never felt fully expanded on!! I honestly would've watched ten hours of this movie if only😭😭

stereotypical barbie, her journey throughout the movie could definitely be seen as a story about a young girl growing up and seeing what the world is like. she starts out in "barbieland", where everything is a perfect fantasy and life is beautiful and fun and thst could all be seen as like childhood. and then as she starts "malfunctioning" and eventually sees the real world, that's her starting to grow up, and her at the end choosing to be human and live in the real world is like her becoming an adult.

I'm not sure how I feel abt this way of seeing the movie?? like it's kind of cool, since that is what a lot of girls go through growing up. I heard when I was a kid that things used to be bad for women, but now it's all getting better and women can be whatever they want to be and blah blah blah. then you grow up and realize it's not true, that things haven't changed much.

and barbie being a person who sees the real world and decides she wants to live in the real world as a real woman is kinda cool, it's definitely got some beautiful synbolism abt growing up and living in the world proudly as a woman despite misogyny

on the other hand, I don't know if that's really an applicable journey for barbie herself. there was this suggestion throughout the movie that barbie was "an idea". idk if I like the movies ending, that barbie becomes human and like... isn't barbie anymore?? it just felt kind of strange and out of nowhere to me

I think if they'd made the themes of her "growing up" more explicit, then her leaving barbieland at the end would make more sense, but there's kind of a tension between her being an idea and a concept versus a person with agency, like within the reality of the movie. I made another long post abt the lore of barbieland but the summary is that it's like a magic idea space where mattel products are created. so it's kinda weird to have stereotypical barbie fully choosing to leave that world. the concept of barbie like deciding not to be barbie anymore kinda sucks, because she is THE stereotypical barbie, and her leaving barbieland would imply that they like aren't making any stereotypical barbies anymore?? which I don't think is what the movie meant to imply but like ahhhhhhh

also idk what I would've preferred the ending be, it rlly depends on what the focus of the rest of the movie was, cuz if I could change things abt this movie I'd have way more focus on a few points and one or two subplots rather than what the movie was actually about

so there were (basically) three subplots they were working with: Gloria and Sasha, the Mattel ceos, and the kens. it felt like too much time was split between them all and there was never a satisfying conclusion from any of it. I feel like each of those plot points could've done more and could've communicated a particular theme

the themes I think they were trying to communicate were:

1. basically being a woman is hard - and being a woman is contradictory and difficult, women shouldn't have to be perfect and they're held to too high a standard, growing up and learning abt misogyny is hard, patriarchy is bad and it exists in lots of ways in the world

2. gender equality - women shouldn't be an idea or an object their ideas should be valued and they should be subjects, womens stories should be told, women should be in positions of power as much as men, feminine interests and aesthetics are as important as masculine ones (not rlly one the movie explicitly made but probably the most important one imo, like look at the movie)

3. men?? - men shouldn't be entitled to women, men shouldn't define themselves by their relationships, patriarchy hurts men

personally I wish the movie had focused less on the kens and men in general cuz I wanted this to be as much as possible an unapologetically feminine movie and as focused on female characters as possible, but if they were gonna focus on that i have some ideas abt how they could've done it differently.

personally, I also hoped it would have more focus on queerness, on how boys are discouraged from playing with barbie and by extention some theme of like femininity isn't just for girls, but honestly it already had way too many themes it was trying to address and I'm asking for too much here, would've been cool but it's okay that there were only small nods to queerness. at least there was earring ken, weird barbie and allen

so I think it would've been rlly lame if the Mattel corporation was the main subplot focus. maybe barbie meets Gloria and gets to actually see what her life is like in the workplace. maybe at the end she or Gloria or both work as higher ups in the company and get to be a part of making new barbie ideas. idk honestly, I think having them as a small part of the movie was ideal and they could've been an even smaller part.

Gloria and Sasha should've been the main focus of the movie imo. they both could've been such compelling characters if they'd had more screentime and they could show two completely different perspectives on barbie. more couldve been shown of glorias life cuz we don't rlly know much about her and I wish we did. it's never rlly shown why Sasha stops hating barbie by the end of the movie, it's kinda just brushed over; maybe she could've been shown to realize that even tho barbie can promote negative body image stereotypes and is owned by a massive corporation and encourages consumerism, she also means a lot to a lot of women and the stories and love they have for her means something despite everything wrong with her. and her mom was the perfect example of this!! and I think this is what the movie was going for and I wish this had just been made more of a focus!! and the relationship between Gloria and Sasha definitely definitely should've gotten more attention, they're shown to be distant at the beginning and it's changed by the end, but WHY!! why is Sasha distant at the beginning, why are her and Gloria closer by the end?? it would've been a great thing to actually explore it, maybe to show how playing with barbie used to bring them together or how Sasha realizes all the stuff she's realizing abt the world, how it's misogynistic and messed up, her mom already knows and she's not ignoring it she's just learned how to live with it. god that could've been such a beautiful point to make a scene with Sasha and Gloria connecting and learning to understand each other would've made this movie for me honestly. and maybe barbies ending is she chooses to stay in barbieland and keep being an idea that celebrates femininity, maybe her ending is she realizes that's the good she's doing for people when she sees Gloria and Sasha realize that too

the kens are interesting cuz I get why they're in the movie and I like 50 percent get the point they're making but I could've done with way less of them or more of them. the plot line abt Ken bringing patriarchy to barbieland wasn't my favorite and if it hadn't been there and there'd been more time for Gloria and Sasha I'd be happy. at the same time I wish they'd gotten more into patriarchy and how it affects men, or how being dependent on someone affects you, or how feeling like you need to be dating a woman is harmful to men and to women. personally, I would've been absolutely obsessed if Ken went to the real world, saw how patriarchy existed, thought it was cool, and then saw how it negatively affected women - specifically, saw how it made women think they needed men to be whole and how women were often only portrayed in stories as love interests. and he saw himself in that, and maybe even bonded with some woman in particular who was also dependent on a partner or felt like she needed a partner, and that was what inspired him to be separate from barbie and wear his "I am kenough" hoodie and all that good shit. I'm biased cuz I saw Ken and I was like ooooh a storyline abt dependency?? hell yea and I wish that had gotten more emphasis honestly. or maybe ken couldve seen how in the real world women are harmed by being excluded from "masculine" stuff and he couldve gone back to barbieland and made the kens realize what they really wanted was to be included in feminine stuff, not to be left out of girls nights and dances and everything, i think that couldve made a rlly interesting subplot. ultimately I don't hate the Ken story we got, I just feel like it could've been a lot of different things and I kinda wish if it was gonna be a focus that they'd done it a little differently.

in conclusion I loved this movie and it had a lot going for it, but it was also kinda confusing and messy and packed with ideas. I can't blame it for being messy and complicated cuz gender is messy and complicated and they couldnt possibly address everything. instead i wish it'd been a little more focused, given a little more attention to some of the ideas, made it's points a little more clear. but whatever, it's still great and has so much raw potential and so many ideas that ik people are gonna have so much fun expanding on those ideas and interpreting it all and that's beautiful